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Feb 2014
I am blind to the world around
to the beauty that should be seen
with each blink of my eye, a camera
taking a photo but never seeing the film
within.

I could touch everything feel the
senses that are around me, touch and feel
to take it all in with a touch but my fingers
are cold not feeling that which I could
that is around me.

I want to breath deep to smell
life to use my mouth to taste that
which will explode my senses, to
smell it before it is consumed.
fulfil my senses to that which
have I have not smelt or tasted
before.

My sense are fine but I do
not take the beauty of everything
in, life is to busy to see that around to
take it in, to taste that perfect muffin,
not just a bite to throw it in the bin.
I need to touch everything to feel
what is there not just brush past it
we must take everything in.
Poetic T
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